I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write...I masturbrated...Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself in your own scent. The issue is the same for all real poets. If you've been happy for too long, you become banal. By the same token, if you've been unhappy for a long time, you lose your poetic power...Happiness and poverty can only coexist for the briefest time. Afterword either happiness coarsens the poet or the poem is so true it destroys his happiness.
In Orhan Pamuk's "Snow," the speaker reflects on the creative struggle faced by poets, contemplating the unwritten poems that linger in their minds. He suggests that solitude can be both a source of pride and a personal burden, intertwined with one's identity and emotions. This introspection illustrates the complex relationship between a poet's feelings and their artistic expression.
The text also explores the tension between happiness and suffering in the creative process. The author argues that prolonged happiness can lead to mediocrity in art, while extended unhappiness may strip away the poet's creative essence. Ultimately, the coexistence of happiness and poverty in a poet's life is fleeting, suggesting that deep emotional experiences are essential for genuine poetic creation.
